I don’t wan na (C)talk

a bout things we’ve (G)gone through,

though it’s hurt ing (F)me,

now it’s his to (G7)ry.

I’ve played all my (C)cards

and that’s what you’ve (G)done, too,

noth ing more to (F)say,

no more ace to (G7)play.

The win ner takes it (C)all,

the los er stand ing (Am)small

be side the vic to (Dm)ry,

that’s her des ti (G7)ny.

I was in your (C)arms,

think ing I be (G)longed there,

I ured it made (F)sense,

build ing me a (G7)fence,

build ing me a (C)home,

think ing I’d be (G)strong there,

but I was a (F)fool,

play ing by the (G7)rules.

The gods may throw a (C)dice,

their minds as cold as (Am)ice,

and some one way down (Dm)here

los es some one (G7)dear.

I was in your The win ner takes it (C)all,

the los er has to (Am)fall,

it’s sim ple and it’s (Dm)plain,

the why should I com (G7)plain?

But (G)tell me does she

I don’t wan na (C)talk

if it makes you (G)feel sad,

and I un der (F)stand

you’ve come to shake my (G7)hand.

I a pol o (C)gize

if it makes you (G)feel bad

see ing me so (F)tense,

no self con fi (G7)dence.

The win ner takes it (C)all.

The win ner takes it (Dm)all.

The game is on a (C)gain,

a lov er or a (Am)friend,

a big thing or a (Dm)small,

the win ner takes it (G7)all.

The win ner takes it (C)all.